His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

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The sound of police sirens cut through the air. I could hear them getting closer, their lights flashing in the distance. I didn't move from my spot by the window as the

police arrived, guns drawn. They approached Nathan cautiously, assessing

the scene. The rogues, battered and

bruised, were being handcuffed and

dragged away one by one.

Nathan reached the front steps and

knocked, his hand still trembling from the

fight.

I hesitated for a moment before opening the door. Nathan stood there, bloodied, bruised, and holding the bouquet like it was some sort of peace offering. His eyes flickered to the toys scattered across the floor inside the house. They belonged to

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Oliver. The sight of them seemed to stir something in Nathan, a brief flash of guilt crossing his face.

"-" He started, then stopped. He cleared his throat, trying again. "Doris, I'm sorry. I've been a fool. I know I messed up, and I want to make things right."

I didn't say anything, just stood there, staring at him blankly. My silence seemed to make him more desperate.

"I brought these for you," he said, lifting the roses. "I know how much you love

them."

I raised an eyebrow, the coldness in my voice unmistakable. "I'm allergic to roses.

Nathan blinked, taken aback. "What?"

"Sienna told you I loved roses, didn't she?"

I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

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Nathan stammered, his confusion

growing. "Yeah, she-she said you loved them. I thought-"

out a bitter laugh,

"Of course she did.

me flowers when

and the roses had made me

my skin

scratching. Nathan hadn't believed

some new cosmetic that had

had

always.

as he realized

"I-I didn't

didn't." My voice

whatever Sienna told you. You've never known me, Nathan.

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really,"

the boNqNet, his knuckles white. "I'm sorry, Doris,

I

I interrupted, my

"Get out of my house, Nathan, Or

call the police again."

widened, panic setting

"Doris, please"

"I said leave,"

I

for a moment longer,

would change my

didn't move, didn't

bouquet of roses

in his hand.

steps,

he was gone, I

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leaned against it, the

The house was a mess,

the

lingering in the

in a long time, I felt nothing.

Just indifference.

of him disgusted me more than anything. He was clutching that stupid bouquet of roses like

everything that had

He still didn't get it.

never had.

I

my chest

him I liked them.